One of many - "Prefect Abuse"
I was one of only 3 non-white kids at one school I went to. One day I was busted for something or other by a prefect (or "jumped-up little twatbracket" as I think of them now).

After some thought, he grunted some kind of enquiry about my name. I replied with my actual name, like what my Mom calls me and everything.

He answered "You must think I'm stupid!" Well, couldn't argue with that one. "That's not your name!"

I suddenly cottoned on. I admitted that I was no match for his mighty brain. I sheepishly confessed that I was William Shakespeare. "That's more like it, Shakespeare!" grunted our mobile zitstand, and waddled off triumphantly...

At the time, we were getting a lift to school and back with a my brother's friend's brother. Who was also a prefect. A couple of days later, he and his friend got in the car, both laughing out loud. They explained that someone had busted William Shakespeare, and put him in detention. They thought this was the best gag ever. I admitted it was me, and they laughed harder.

I win!
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 22:17, Reply)